Emily B : Writing

brighter days

brighter days

A Poem by Emily B


i keep some Prozac in my pursebut i don't use itunlessi have tolike when i haven'tleft the house in three daysand haven't cared to check my messagesan..
where to start

where to start

A Poem by Emily B


winter can be longwhen you are looking for a joband all the applications are submittedonline at McDonald's and you never ever hear anything backthe gu..
that bad day

that bad day

A Poem by Emily B


how do you tell somebodythat has lived with youfor twenty yearsthat having a bad daysaying those wordsdoesn't meanthat i stumped my toeor burnt the br..
morning visitation

morning visitation

A Poem by Emily B


I swear,I was laying in bed this morningminding my own business.Letting the children get themselves ready for schooland intenton falling back asleep f..
anymore

anymore

A Poem by Emily B


he saidsorry i can't talkdidn't mean to bethat wayabout itbut we can't haveany kindof relationshipand i thinkhe may be finallyat the end of this berea..
girl style

girl style

A Poem by Emily B


my daughter is beautifulnot braggingbut she is fierceand full of heartshe would save the worldif she could carry itshe cut her hairto donate to someon..
i wonder

i wonder

A Poem by Emily B


if i can write a poemevery dayif i can chase downinspiredand maybe plucka tail featherfrom that elusive birdit was a bad daythe sun won't shineice on ..
i am the mother

i am the mother

A Poem by Emily B


i hope i do him proud
purge

purge

A Poem by Emily B


recovered memory that i can't share
polygraphing

polygraphing

A Poem by Emily B


not sure where it is going